He has made her life hell. She expects something else and he does something else. She is out of his priority. Because he is in love with a stranger who does not feel the same about him. Yet he dies for that stranger. She loves him till the sky to land, but he is in love with someone else. Yet, they came so close that it seemed now he and she are in love. And everything is happening the way it should be. The stranger goes out of the scene for a while.
But, picture abhi baaki hai mere dost.It’s been a while since he and she have been going out and loving each other. But, one day, he realises, he is still in love with the stranger! How could he do that to her?! She accepted him the way he was, she taught him to stand on his feet when he was falling. Heartbroken she, still love him and supports him. But, what about her? She has none to support, none on whose shoulder she can cry and tell what happened to her.
All of them start living together. Share the same house. She has moved on but still stuck in the moments she spent with him and the moments where he betrayed her. He does not have the realization of what he did to 'she'! He is messed up, he has yet broken again, but she does not give a damn to him. He has always been like that. She always stood beside him, in return, she got betrayal and lie. Yet at some corner of her heart, she still loves him. The stranger never loved him the way he did and he did not love her the way he did the stranger.
She hates him to the core, but she knows she can die for him. He realises that he is not needed in hers and the stranger’s life. Because he never valued what he had. He left the city and moved back. The stranger is happy, but what about 'she'? She is happy, yet very sad. She has no one to fight with and no one to share what she shared with him.
Why does it happen that when we love someone, he is the one who hurts us the most? Does it mean we should stop keeping people so near to the heart?
But, if we stop loving, then what are we living for?
Written by Ashna Garg
Ashna grew up in a jazzy town (where she felt she can never fit in), did graduation in economics (where she didn’t fit either) and she writes (where she finally started to feel like she fits in).